"Ah..." Su Xiaotao fearfully looked at the man before her, her clothes in disarray; she felt as if the sky was about to collapse and she clutched her garments, shrinking back. "Liu An, what have you done to me?"
Liu An had thought it was Xiaofeng, and hadn’t expected it to be Su Xiaotao. Although he didn’t understand why it ended up being Su Xiaotao when it was clearly agreed to be Xiaofeng.
A shameless Yixiao: "Of course, I did what a man and woman do together."
What should have happened, and what shouldn’t have happened, had happened.
Just moments before, he was still fretting. How could Xiaofeng, that wretched woman, still be a virgin when she was already pregnant? It turned out to be Su Xiaotao.
Su Xiaotao picked up her clothes, filled with shame and fury, ready to flee.
Liu Datou, who had arrived, blocked her way. Without so much as a glance at her, he jeered aloud, "Su Xiaofeng, didn’t you say that the child in your belly isn’t from my family’s Liu An? Tsk tsk, you still can’t let go of my Anzi, can you? You arranged to meet Anzi here early in the morning. Just look at yourself; it’s such a public disgrace."
They had caught her red-handed this time. He wondered what the Su Xiaofeng family would say and what the villagers of Lihua Village would say.
Su Xiaotao, regardless of her disheveled state, held her head and stood there.
From behind, Su Xiaotao and Xiaofeng both looked thin, and their hair was about the same length; they looked quite similar.
With her head in her hands, it might be difficult for Liu Datou and the others to recognize her.
Some villagers, upon hearing noises, some while eating breakfast and others returning from the fields, heard that something had happened and came over, some with breakfast in hand, others holding hoes they hadn’t had time to put down.
In less than half a minute, a crowd had gathered around the woodpile.
Ma Donghua stood at the back, her face seething with frustration: "How embarrassing, it’s the ultimate disgrace right at our doorstep."
Hu Xiulan approached with a somewhat schadenfreude tone: "Donghua, what’s the matter this early in the morning? What happened?"
Ma Donghua didn’t answer, but kept repeating: "Disgraceful, so disgraceful."
A villager, listening to Ma Donghua, asked the ones in front watching the commotion: "What happened?"
"Seems like Su Xiaofeng and Liu An were at the village entrance by the woodpile, both disheveled, and Liu Datou caught them in the act."
"Impossible, Xiaofeng doesn’t even like Liu An, how did they get tangled up again?"
"Some people just can’t stand loneliness; what can you do?" Hu Xiulan pushed forward a little: "With such a thing happening, Xiaofeng has to marry him, whether she wants to or not, right?"
In the front, Liu Datou looked at the woman before him and sneered: "Su Xiaofeng, why do you keep holding your head like that? You dare to do such a thing with my son but are afraid of losing face? Sure, it’s a little embarrassing, but as long as we handle the wedding, others may have mouths but won’t dare to say anything inappropriate, right?"
Liu An kept his eyes on Su Xiaotao, remaining silent.
Whether it was Su Xiaotao or Xiaofeng.
He didn’t care which one of them married him.
One of them had to marry him, didn’t she?
"Xiaofeng, why aren’t you speaking?" A villager saw Su Xiaofeng standing disheveled in front of everyone, not caring about how exposed she was, only holding her head, astounded.
Did Su Xiaofeng think by covering her own eyes, others wouldn’t know what she and Liu An had done?
"That’s not right, she doesn’t look like Xiaofeng to me." Su Wu’s mother peered at the woman not far away, her brow slightly furrowed: "Xiaofeng seems to be a bit taller."
"If it’s not Su Xiaofeng, then who could it be?" Hu Xiulan pushed to the front, shouting loudly without looking: "Apart from her being so shameless, who else could it be?"
Carrying a basket of vegetables from the field, Xiaofeng, dressed neatly and looking spirited, approached the crowd at the village entrance, puzzled about what had happened: "Are you looking for me?"